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"Mazao, over the past few days, I've investigated your identity," I said, "not as a visitor from the Doomsday Era, but for the body you are currently using."

"…Hmm."

Mazao continued to sip her bagged sweet soy milk, her expression was unsurprised. As an accomplice, it was normal to investigate those around you. She had also investigated my room, wanting to know more about me.

"You must have awakened in a certain hospital at first, and then you immediately disappeared from the ward. At that time, you must have used the Space Transfer ability you mentioned, right? But perhaps you still don't know that the original owner of this body you're using now was also called 'Mazao,'" I said. "She was in a coma for unknown reasons, a vegetative state, before your arrival, remaining unconscious."

Upon hearing this, her ears slowly perked up, and her attention became very focused.

It seemed that the information I was telling her was indeed something she did not know, and she was drawn in.